It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.
-Robert H. Goddard.
waiting for a reply for ages then finding out it was your turn to reply all along
Breaking news: IT’S TOO FUCKING HOT
That would probably be a seven on the ten-point gtfo scale, albeit more from it not being relevant/important/your business/et cetera rather than the question making him uncomfortable.
The good doctor is fully aware it’s not just a… as you so crassly put it, a science boner. He hardly sees how it matters, however, since firstly she won’t let him anywhere near her, and secondly she broke his nose the last time he tried something.
Nemu Poliet is the protagonist of my longest-running piece of original fiction, Salva Nos. I don’t have very much of it up online, partly because it started as a series of dream logs and the site they were housed on no longer exists (I wish I’d thought to save them on my hard drive, aaaaaaugh.)
Long story short, she’s a professional killer living in a city-state corprocracy known as Midpoint. It’s a port city about the size of Chicago, built into the side of a mountain like the rings of a shelf mushroom. From a technological and social standpoint, it’s pretty much twenty minutes into the future from now. The biggest difference is that the world it’s set in has… thin spots in it, places where reality is fluid instead of static.
Her story basically consists of trying to remain unnoticed by the corporations while making a living as what basically amounts to a punch-clock mook- she does odd jobs for various criminal organizations and tries to keep her head down, but weird shit keeps happening around her and she is very much the kind of noir character who gets dragged kicking and screaming into center stage.
A little bit like Garrett, from the Thief series, if Garrett was a regenerating six-foot-tall ace lady, with cat eyes and a talent for murder.
Nemu assumes this is a question regarding romantic or sexual partners, and not platonic friends of hers (or people she knows casually).
In which case, on the scale of 1-10, the answer is 1, and the number is zero. She’s married to her job, for one, and for another, complicating things when you’re in a high-risk environment seems to be a recipe for disaster.
They’ll have to:
- Rate on a scale of 1-10 how much they don’t want to answer that question.
- Answer that question.
every time someone defends elthina by saying she was “pro-peace” i just want to shout NO SHE WASN’T!!!!!!!!!!!! at the top of my lungs
mages were already being massacred, in “secret”, by those in power. it was an unfair slaughter — it’s why anders said open war would be better, because then mages could at least defend themselves.
she was not pro peace. she was pro status quo. she cared about peace for herself, for the “people” of kirkwall, she says. but she forgets that mages are also people, people she is supposed to be protecting. they are not some… inconvenient political hotbed of sub-humans whose deaths you can ignore for the sake of a superficial peace.
no, if she truly cared about peace, she would have cared about all those mages (and their families) that were being murdered. but she didn’t.
that is not peace.
I have several done years of RPing, and this has taken me to countless different forums and, if you are at all familiar with RP forums, let me tell you, they were the lowest of the low some six or seven years ago.
In one of these forums, a legendary tale happened, a tale that, if I can ever recommend one thing to you, it is this:
A story that happened to an anonymous RPer years ago.
Anyone will be able to appreciate it (and trust me, you will), but if you are kinsmen or kinswomen to me, if you ever had to experience the shittiest of RP forums and their terrible userbases, particularly that one guy that does whatever he wants and is an asshole that clearly godmods but gets away with it because the actual mods don’t give a damn, you will find the beauty behind the ballad that much brighter.
Just trust me on this one. It’s not a particularly long read, either.
I hope you enjoy The Ballad of Edgardo
I would also highly recommend these illustrations, they’re kind of perfect: [click].
god I am so tired I am so tired can I just sleep for about a week and a half please.